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this story travels not in a city but hidden in a small town where one tragedy strucked one at a time leaving the townsvill in shock p.s if you don't like stories in which the reader like gets a clue on who the murder is then goodbye? comment down your opinion on this story if i had some grammer mistakes and stuff

I FOUND YOU, MY LAST FINAL MASTERPIECE.

He returned again to hunt his prey (sorry for my English)

"After spending five years in prison for a murder conviction, Evelyn's last hope hinges on one man: John Garret, a specific lawyer she insists on having. She insists that she has a much complicated relationship with the lawyer But for Garret, Evelyn is nothing more than an enigma. Haunted by a recurring nightmare, Garret's life is tormented by an imaginary demon demanding salvation for the lawyer's sins. As each day passes, Garret delves deeper into the harsh truth of Evelyn's crime and the elusive solution to satisfy the relentless hunger of his demon.” The story follows A British Woman Evelyn during The Victorian Era who spends five years in Prison for a conviction of Murder but all of a sudden she demands a lawyer, specific one named John Garret who resides in America, she tends to reveal her story only to him.

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menceritakan tentang Alvaro anak si anak baru bertemu dengan si cupu nayla.

As the whole world watches Gaurdians adventure through space, killing gods, and saving lives from the darkness. They all seem to forget what a Gaurdian is. The people have forgotten this one crucial fact. A gaurdian is not a godslayer, they are not one who was resurrected by the traveler, they are not some group of soldiers or a gun for hire. They are the protectors, the saviours of the weak. It will take one small, unknown, and very odd fireteam to show them once again.

I was an ordinary office worker, but I soon found myself transmigrated into the body of a man who was about to rape an elven princess. now, I have to serve a life sentence on the most dangerous island, overrun by monsters as cannon fodder.

Sacrifice is a lie for the weak. There is only gain and loss. Nothing can be gained without losing something in return. In fact, even paradise demands death. Yet, beyond this nihilistic view of life, never forget that the reverse is also true. In every loss, you will find a form of gain. The true essence of life—what you all call "wisdom"—is your ability to press forward in difficult times, to reason through compromise, and to reach for better days. PERSEVERE! After all, the worst you can do is die :) What if we wrote the scenario of a little story together ~ It's the story of a young man waking up without memories in a world both strange and familiar. He is gentle, simple-minded, and lost. Surrounded by faces both kind and cruel, he searches for his place, fumbling with perseverance toward his goal. This tale follows his steps in a universe that seems perfect, but where every truth hides a heavy secret... and a price to pay. It's a story of innocence, where what is right - that is, "good" - will always triumph over adversity.

He was the fiercest warrior of the High Kingdom for he was undefeated in battle. He was the Demon Prince of the High Kingdom, known for his brutality and blood thirst. He was the Ghost of the East for he came and went like the wind, destroying all in his path and no one truly knew the face beneath the mask. He was Lord Rina Arden, the great Lord of Ardenurve. He was supposed to be the man among men, a warrior among warriors, But what was this long hair cascading down his shoulders, what were those alluring eyes gleaming with erotic promise? What was this unearthly beauty? What was this enticing body that stirred my darkest desires? What is a King to do when his god of war turns out to be a goddess? _________________ "To the world I am the High King, but to you Rina...I am just a man burning in my need and desire for you, tell me Rina...what have you done to me?" Turace whispered in a heated tone, his voice thick with desire as he gazed down into those cold, fierce eyes... his own gaze pleading. "The first man who desired me killed my family and every other man after that, I killed with my own hands...I am Lord Rina of Ardenurve My King and I will never be yours." Came the cold response. "Lord Rina... This King has never once failed to get what I want and it just turns out... I want you... your heart, your soul, your body...every last inch of you." Turace vowed, his tone dark and determined. Second book in the Tales of the Continents. **I do not own the cover art. All credits go to the artist. It will be be taken off on request**